08/08/2025
A post to close out
Our breast feeding journey has been smoother than many momma and babies I see everyday, but not without our own scars and version of hard. The minute Jonah was born I had a new found empathy for mommas. The sore body, the late nights, the pumping parts, the blebs and cracks on ni***es, the search for the perfect latch, the right jaw, the mind f*ck of how much your body is producing. Constantly questioning yourself.
I trained for years to trust my body and its innate intelligence and when Jonah was born I forgot to TRUST innate. The tears I shed in our nursery. Tears of joy. Tears of pain. Tears of fear. I called on all my providers and the community I have worked tirelessly to create the last two years.
Without their help and reassurance, I don’t know where we would be.
To all the mommas who have lived it and who continue to work for it, I see you! And I promise you, it’s worth it!
If you need anything, I’m here to help support you! As a friend. As a chiropractor. As a mother.
Fashionably late as is everything these days with Jonah James here.
